Meeting and greeting, showing courtesy, has been integrated into Zhou Hai's instinct.
"Hello, Happy New Year." Fan Erqing's wife smiled, her hands stained with white flour and holding a dumpling wrapper, responded to Zhou Hai.
Fan Erqing smiled slightly: "Happy New Year, classmate Zhou Hai."
"Hello, junior brother." Luo Fei, holding an odd-looking dumpling in both hands, smiled at Zhou Hai.
The mistress had a gentle look on her body, like a woman from a water town. She was wearing a light yellow floral work apron. She held a standard dumpling in her slender right hand. She showed a gentle smile to Zhou Hai and said gracefully: "You are Xiao Hai, right? I'm right here. Treat it as your own home, don’t be restrained, sit on the sofa, and eat in a while.”
Virtuous and intellectual, Shi Niang is a typical woman who combines traditional gentleness with modern fashion.
After hearing what his wife said, Zhou Hai nodded, smiled at his wife, and did not go to the sofa to sit and rest.
He is here to learn how to make dumplings. Everyone is busy, so what does it matter if you sit alone?
Li Fu closed the door, entered the room, patted Zhou Hai's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Come on, don't stand here, follow your wife and learn how to make dumplings. Don't make others laugh when you leave the group in the future. We are the pilots who go out." , you must learn the technique of making dumplings first-hand.”
Making dumplings is a skill that every pilot must know, just like the basic skill - snow clearing.
There is no pilot in the entire Chinese People's Air Force who can't make dumplings and clear snow.
This is iconic technology.
"Okay." Zhou Hai breathed a sigh of relief and followed Li Fu to the living room and stood next to his wife.
"Dumplings symbolize new year, reunion and good fortune."
She rolled her eyes at Li Fu, shook her head with a smile, picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper, spoke softly and calmly, and explained while practicing: "There are many ways to wrap, we usually use the traditional method of wrapping, flatten the dumpling wrapper, and put in the filling Fold the material in half, remember not to stick together, and then pinch out folds along one side until it is sealed, have you learned it?"
"Learned."
After Zhou Hai observed the theoretical knowledge and operations given by the teacher's wife, he nodded, picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper, mixed in the fillings, and quickly made a traditional-looking dumpling with his dexterous hands.
When the wife saw the dumplings in Zhou Hai's hand, she was stunned for a moment, with a gentle smile on her face, and asked: "It's very well made, very talented, and the fillings of the dumplings are also very particular. Do you know what the meaning of the leek filling is?" "
"I don't know." Zhou Hai shook his head after hearing this.
Don’t expect Zhou Hai, whose focus has always been on the aviation field, to know anything about the traditional culture of making dumplings.
And, more importantly, as a native of Nannan Sichuan Province, Zhou Hai knew that Chaos was in a monopoly, not Dumpling.
Chaos and Dumpling have been feuding for thousands of years, falling in love and killing each other.
A gentle look appeared on the clean and beautiful face of the master's wife. She made a dumpling with her own hands and handed it to Zhou Hai, wishing: "Leek stuffing is Jiucai Dumpling. It prays for long-term material wealth and also hopes for a better life in the future. , Master Wife hopes you will be healthy and happy in the future, with safety first, do you understand?"
healthy and happy,
Safety first.
In these words, there was no strong and fighting declaration from the principal, only concern that seemed plain but sweet to the heart.
"Know."
Zhou Hai was stunned for a moment, looking at the concern in his wife's eyes, holding the traditional dumplings stuffed with chives in his hand, taking a deep breath, and nodded seriously.
The mistress smiled, said nothing, and quietly wrapped the dumplings.
Fan Erqing turned his head at this time and said to Luo Fei: "Luo Fei, remember that you are about to graduate. Safety comes first in the future. Don't fly around in a daze, and train yourself."
"Yes, Master." Luo Fei, who was working hard to learn how to make dumplings, looked serious.
Li Fu used his hands quickly and quickly, while wrapping dumplings, he said to Zhou Hai: "Boy, after the New Year, you will probably leave soon. I won't say much, safety first."
"Understood." Zhou Hai was not impatient, nodded and replied.
Time passed slowly. On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Li Fu, his wife, Fan Erqing and his wife, plus Luo Fei and Zhou Hai, the six of them gathered at the same table and had a reunion dinner.
In the evening, after the reunion dinner, everyone went to the base playground to watch the Spring Festival Gala performed by the base officers and soldiers.
The atmosphere is lively and lively.
Unknowingly, a year has passed quietly.
This year, Zhou Hai is nineteen.
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Dancheng training base, apron area.
The cold wind is biting and blowing with snowflakes.
Crystal clear snowflakes were flying all over the sky, the sky was dark, and the time was clearly eight o'clock in the evening. On both sides of the straight and slender runway of the base, red and yellow lights shone, serving as a reminder.
The iconic tower building in the distance is lit with white lights and is on duty.
On the No. 18 apron, No. 17 No. 6 was ready, the fuel was filled, and the inspection was completed. The five-person ground crew retreated to a safe area, waiting for the War Eagle to take off.
In the cockpit, the yellow light came on, and Li Fu, who was sitting in the back seat, called out again: "Zhou Hai, turn on the direction lights when flying at night, stay calm, and absolutely don't panic. The weather is complicated tonight, so be safe."
Night flying is the last training subject for pilots in the initial aircraft training stage. Whether they can master the flying skills in simple and complex night environments almost determines a pilot's life or death.
The most important Spring Festival of the year passed. On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the base officially resumed flight training and entered into continuous working mode. Twenty days have passed.
The snow tonight will be heavy, belonging to the moderate snow level, meeting the standard of complex weather conditions.
This was not Zhou Hai's first night flight, but it was definitely his first time flying under complex weather conditions. As a flight instructor, Li Fu had to follow him to prevent accidents.
"clear."
Zhou Hai was sitting in the front seat, checking the cockpit instrument data skillfully and with a calm and powerful voice. After answering, he decisively turned on the power and pressed the engine start button.
"Hiss!" A sharp sound like tearing cloth came out, very familiar. The piston-6 engine was activated and at idle speed.
Zhou Hai breathed steadily, moved his left hand gently, and slowly pushed up the throttle valve to increase fuel output.
"Boom!" A few seconds later, the entire engine roared, driving the hydraulic double-blade propeller to rotate counterclockwise from slow to fast.
Spin!
The air moves at high speed, and pieces of snowflakes fly along the airflow.
"Let's go." Li Fu gave the order after Zhou Hai successfully activated it.
"Yes." Zhou Hai responded, gradually increasing the throttle, holding the joystick tightly with his right hand, and controlled the Chujiao Liu under him to slowly drive out of the apron.
Outside the safe area on the ground, five ground staff members shrouded in darkness and ice and snow suddenly raised their right hands in a standard military salute.
